God help our children. The ones who are afraid to talk and get the help they need.
He touched me
Sweaty hands on
Innocent flesh
I can't tell
He told me if I
Told he would kill
Me
He touched me
Oh God, I feel dirty
I scrubbed and scrubbed
I can't get him off
I still feel him
Smelly breath on me
I want to tell
I want to tell
He touched me
He hurt me
I'm so scared
He could do it again
Can't talk to no one
I want to scream or
Die
He touched me
Locked door, muffled cries
Stained sheets, Innocence stolen
Shadows unprotecting
Hands gropping
I'm soiled, unclean
I want to tell
I want to tell..
The very VERY sad part of all of this it's truth. I've counseled this humans and I've felt the shame that was imposed on them...their guilt which was misplaced and their pain that never goes away. Heaven help these angels for the demons who shaped their plight should experience the fire of forty hells...infinitely.
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It is so touching.
just my opinion.
Love and peace,
susan
Jack
Excellent,
Reindeer
You have done a marvellous work here in this write.
Wish you all happiness
keep smiling
Nancy
YF always
tony
this is so surreal.
Excellent write.
It hurts.
Peg